It's been a while and I guess it's time for an update.
I had my surgery of which I spoke in one of my last posts. I guess it went well. I'm still recovering. Healing. It will take four weeks. But this is different. Cause there is no scar, no physical reminder that my body has received a trauma. Except for the exhaustion and tiny cramps. Not bad at all. But then, what I had before was so bad I would feel faint. So, I'm not the best judge. Great for me though. Now if the aftermath of discharge would stop I would be able to answer the question, *How'd your surgery go?* with more certainty.

My brother who was supposed to have surgery the same day as me had his a week later due to an infection. He now has staples all the way from his ankle to his groin and some on the outside of his leg too. And some on his belly where they harvested the artery to transplant. How is it that there is artery just lying around that can be transplanted from one place to another? But, he will lose some toes despite the transplant. The last official word was two toes but from the look of his toes all four of his smaller toes are black and seemingly fused with necrotic tissue. Disgusting. Yep. But, it was like a horror flick. I had to look. I'm like that.
He may, in the end, actually lose the whole leg.

On a lighter note. We had a lovely Samhain ritual with another local coven. It was nice. We had a spiral dance and honoured our dead and the baby. She cried. There was a festival held by the other coven today as well. It was fun and there were interesting speakers. And drumming. And food. Vegan food. Which is good cause I can eat that. No dairy.

Warning: Topic Change!
I had the most disturbing using dream Thursday night. My brain turned out bits of squirelled away information. I dreamed about the way pot burns when ya inhale and I flet the heat of the joint on my fingers. Not to mention all the mental and emotional machinations. Oh yeah. It was real enough to be VERY DISTURBING! I had to think about where I was when I woke up. I sometimes realize I am sreaming while I am dreaming and sort of dorect it. Not this time. I was not in control of this dream. Freaky.
And Friday just went on being a weird day all day long.

But now it is Saturday. A day of almonds and raisins. Joy and sorrow.
I'm grateful I can feel it all and live it all.